#asthetics
August 2, 2017
His beautiful field that lay before my eyes
Made up of many ties
Red ribbons being tied to many roses
The sea of pastel roses that Eve chose
As it will never decompose
The roses will bloom forever
Which puts me in admiration in how it’s wonderfully clever
Because despite them having thorns that harm me, it’s what also brings out their beauty
It’s what also makes the garden smell strangely fruity…
Each rose had a purpose as they were not picked at random
They are being strongly protected by the hands of Adam
But my fate turns its head around
And what a sight I see as my eyes take a pound
A field of darkness...something like an empty void
It’s something I always tried to avoid
Because that field unfortunately is actually mine
I believe there is no more time
All of the beauty of the Garden of Wisdom has withered
My garden looks like it just went through a blizzard
Filled with disappointments, I left the two fields with a sad sigh
I guess there could be more than what meets the eye
Oh how cruel my reality is compared to His, how cruel can my reality be?
One more day, is what I tell myself with hope that I can now finally live a lively life...but honestly... when can I be free?
Aug 3, 2017
Aug 3, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC
August 1, 2017
Hello...hello, is anyone out there?
I’m drowning from my tears
I’m trying my best to reach the elysian paradise
But it’s no use
I’m down deep in the waters
I’m almost reaching to the bottom, which is what I fear
Love is such poison to me
When I need it, Cupid’s bow hits someone else so I can suffer
Love is not kind to me
It leads me into a dark pit
Love makes me want to crave more
For them to show affection to me
To pay attention to me
To hold me
To reassure me
To tell me that all will be okay
Love comes in many ways
Yet it does not deliver to ones who have felt they no longer deserve it, no matter how much they need it
It’s too late
Is it?
Will the blind doves be able to see?
Will I have a chance?
Will there be a time when someone will lend me their hands…
And pull me out of despair?
Will I be able to experience the pure warmth from love?
Will that one day ever come?
Then I shall wait for that day when I can say what others say…
We came
We saw
We loved
But until then, I stay asleep in the deep sea
Waiting for the day, for I will be awaken…
When my borders are broken down due to the overwhelming amount of true care and love
When I break my chains off that hold me down
Is when I will become true to myself
And to you
So please be kind to me
For I am trapped
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 12:28 AM UTC
There are days that make me wanna burst out of happiness
Those little things that please my soul
When the sun gently wraps around me
When the moon comforts me
When the sky takes my breathe away
When the calming waters take away my stress
When the leaves and flowers fall and grow so I can start fresh
When snowflakes travel with me to feel safe
When the rain washes away the pain
And when I can genuinely feel happy
Once I feel the sincerity
It’s time when I want to cry out of joy
It’s been too long
The people who I surround myself
Those that make me happy
Those who motivate me
My days are not always filled with laughter
My time could be running out soon
I may be young, but I honestly don’t know how much I have left
When more than half of your whole body has been consumed by monsters and fears
I then feel that my love has begun to slowly run out because it’s given to the wrong people
Or that it’s not enough to wrap someone like a warm blanket
But there are days where I felt more than just a fragile being
Honestly I love those that give me such happiness and reassurance
The small kisses, hugs, laughter, and smiles
I love it all
I want to fully embrace it
Just like the life I’m given
Because just me living for many days that are filled with sorrow and few that are happy
It’s the simplicity with a little sprinkle of craziness, is what does it for me
A lovely memory
Is what makes it enough
But that’s just me
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 3:28 AM UTC